Netero Final Attack Novels & Stories

" No!" Final Chapter

sharp and final: "Prep for extraction... we’re ending this—for good."

"But who told you to think with your lower half? Who told you to look down on me? That's how I got all of this! Lucius, this is your retribution! If you're not satisfied with this decision, you're free to leave right now." His fists clenched, his fingertips digging so deep they nearly broke the skin. In the end, he still didn't leave. Because this was regarding his life's work. I curled my lips into a smile. "Ricky, go on. How much should we give him?" Ricky ate his ice cream, seeming to think it over. "Hmm… One hundred dollars. One dollar per necklace. Just right."

Ean turned to look at her, then roared, "She's not dead! How could she be dead? It's impossible!" The doctor he brought stepped forward, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry, but she's gone. There are no vital signs." At that moment, the gatekeeper hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Smith, the surveillance footage was destroyed, but our people have been guarding the main entrance the whole time!" Ean was dumbfounded. If that was the case, it meant that I had entered an operational freezer that day! He roared at everyone around him, "You call this watching over her?"

Zayn berated the security guard, "The system's broken, and you're not even fixing it?" The guard just scoffed and ignored him.

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.

“Have you found the Yellow Sign?” THE END

However, his greed knew no bounds. Still, Jeff refused to see his own faults. "I won against you! In our previous lives, I was the victor!" Jeff's screams and fist hit the ground in fury. He could not fathom why he had been given a second chance at life, only to watch his downfall firsthand. He was so close to making it. However, no one could give him the answers he sought, and the onlookers just saw a man losing his grip on reality. Eventually, he truly lost it, alternating between tears and laughter, shoving dirt-covered bread into his mouth.

“Oh wow. So he was just trying to frame the doctor. That’s messed up.” Peter gritted his teeth and glared at me. “Fine! Test me then! Chester, you’ve already ruined my life, and now you’re humiliating me in front of everyone? You’re going to pay for this.” When my colleague returned with the massage oil, I smirked and focused on Peter’s feet. “I’m going to apply pressure in three pressure points, that’s it. If you still don’t feel anything, I’ll apologize to you.” Peter clenched his jaw. “What if you apply pressure to the wrong spot?”